A new Priestess wants a blessing

Caleb tripped over his own feet when he walked into his English class. His stumble was caused by the beauty standing at the teachers podium.

She was a curvy dark skinned bombshell, though the word curvy didn’t do her body justice. Her tight Priestess outfit didn't bother trying to hide the big tits or huge ass the fabric strained to contain. Her ass was nearly as big as Sonia’s, yet her midsection tapered to a very thin waist. The Sisterhood priestesses often wore tight clothing, but this one's outfit went far beyond tight, it was practically a second skin.

April smacked him on the ass. He yelped and turned to her but his complaint died on his lips as she pulled him in for a kiss. She also gripped his cock through his jeans, squeezing and rubbing it as their tongues danced. She didn't pull away when the kiss ended. Instead she moved to nibble his earlobe and whispered, "She's hot. And look at that ass. It's begging for a spanking. I bet you're dying to pound her doggy style or bent over her desk."

Caleb hurried to his seat chagrined at his own reaction. April had managed to get his cock chubbed up in seconds, and now his fat cock made a significant bulge in his pants leg. The girls in class locked their eyes on his package as he walked by, which did a good job at making him blush.

He sat in his seat and noticed that there seemed to be more girls in the class than usual, and several of the boys were not present as well.

The teacher smiled at her students and waited until the bell rang before she spoke in a thick West African accent, "Good morning students. My name is Priestess Monata Kamari. I will be taking over instruction of the class until our Stretcher King has bred or rejected me. At that time you will receive a new teacher from the Sisterhood."

She looked directly at Caleb and said, "Your Holiness, feel free to stretch or breed any of the women in the class that you like. It is far more important that you perform your duties whenever you feel like than for you to worry about your grade in the class. I have been told to inform you that you will receive top marks in any case."

Caleb felt every feminine eye in the class on him. The priestesses words made the situation in his pants worse, not better. It was as he tried to look anywhere but at the women around him that he noticed their clothing. The school had a strict dress code, but the women in the class seemed to be ignoring it today. Their skirts, dresses, and shorts were supposed to be knee length, not mid thigh.

Worse, Caleb was a tit man, though he did appreciate a well formed ass. The amount of cleavage on display was making his mouth water. Unfortunately none of these women were lactating, or had the gigantic tits of his favorite harem women. While he was struggling with whether or not to turn some of his classmates into milky mommies, the Priestess decided she had waited long enough to begin her lesson.

Priestess Monata was only slightly disappointed that the Stretcher King was not taking her up on her offer. Her briefing on the Stretcher King informed her that he was unlikely to initiate a sexual encounter with his fellow students first thing in the morning. His harem harvested his cum when they woke him and so he was usually sexually satiated upon arrival at school. She had chosen her outfit in the hopes of enticing him into breeding her. It had failed, but he hadn't rejected her yet either.

She decided to wear something that showed a bit more skin tomorrow. Going over the outfits she had brought with her, she narrowed it down to either her latex body suit, or her leather Nun robes. Then again, if she wanted to go all out she had her leather body harness she could wear. She could wear her normal robes over it and undress for him once he was in class. Perhaps a strip tease would get him to wield his pork sword.

She walked around the room as she continued her instruction. Her huge ass drew more than one eye as each cheek undulated and jiggled as she moved. Getting an idea she made her way towards Caleb's desk. Pretending to drop her pen she bent over, feet together, her legs ramrod straight, with her ass facing him. She arched her back as she rose, knowing her tight outfit was framing her camel toe perfectly. She grinned as she heard him mutter, "Holy shit."

Caleb's cock wanted out of his pants. It strained at his jeans leg and demanded some pussy, priestess pussy. The only problem was he couldn't think of a way to broach the subject. Helena had assured him that every priestess he encountered would gladly offer their bodies for his enjoyment. They wouldn't be anywhere near him if that wasn't the case. Every priestess in the city had volunteered for the assignment hoping that Caleb would breed them, or even just use them to slake his lust.

It was one thing to know that, it was another to act on it. He couldn't just walk up to her and say, "Excuse me, I'd like to fuck you. Bend over please."

"Excuse me Your Holiness, but that looks quite uncomfortable. Feel free to remove your pants if you'd like. I'm sure your classmates wont mind."

Caleb looked up at the priestess and gulped. She was leaning over his desk and looking directly at the bulge in his jeans. He glanced down at it himself and saw that he was making a mess, his precum was putting an large wet spot around his cock head.

When the Stretcher King looked back up at her she made a point of licking her lips, hoping he took the hint this time. When he stood she hurriedly knelt before him and excitedly said, "Let me help you with that."

Her hands trembled in excitement as she reached for his waistband to undo his belt. Judging by the bulge in his jeans he was bigger than the last Stretcher King she had. Her fingers clumsily unfastened his pants and she slid them down his legs in haste. The Stretcher King was wearing boxer briefs that came down to just above his knees, fully covering his blessed meat.

The scent of his precum was truly a sign of his divinity. She was sure that this must be what heaven smelled like. Her own pussy was flooded and her dew was leaking past the zipper over her crotch. She eased his waistband down slowly revealing his shaft. A whimper escaped her lips as his divine dick came into view.

Getting his underwear further down his legs to free his straining beast was proving difficult. His underwear were tight due to the size of his monster dick. With one final tug his cockhead sprung free, slinging a stream of precum up her chest and over her shoulder. She barely heard the girl seated behind her gasp and then giggle as his precum landed on her desk and shirt.

She stared at his magnificent pole as it towered above her. Her fingers wrapped around it without any input from her brain. She drew it to her face as she panted. Her clothes felt restricting and she prayed they would soon be coming off.

Caleb stared at Monata as she rubbed her cheeks with his dick. He heard her muttering, "It's so beautiful, so perfect. I must have it in me. Please Your Holiness, bless my body with your divinity, bless my womb with your holy seed."

Caleb nodded but she didn't notice. Her attention was entirely on the cock in her hands. He cleared his throat and said, "You'll uh, You'll have to remove your clothes if I'm to do that."

Caleb jumped back as Monata leaped to her feet. She nearly tore her top as she hurriedly worked at the clasp between her breasts. "Slowly, I'd Uh, I'd like a strip tease."

Monata had a fire in her eyes as she grinned at him. "Yes, Your Holiness. Please forgive me. I got overly excited. Here, sit at your desk."

Caleb had barely resumed his seat when the Priestess was all over him. He found his face encased in boob flesh as she straddled him. He barely registered her removing his shirt until he had to leave her soft boobs to get the shirt over his head. She bit her bottom lip as she ran her hands over his chest. Caleb wasn't very muscular, not like the guys on the football team, but he was toned.

The priestess rubbed her soaked crotch against his shaft. He could smell her musk mixing with the scent of his own. She flipped around and did the same with her huge bubble butt. The top of her outfit came loose as she grinded her ass against him.

She stood and peeled her outfit down her body, bending over with her ass directly in front of his face as she slowly revealed her g-string clad ass to him. More and more of her huge ass was revealed as her skin tight outfit was lowered. He blinked when the jewel of a princess buttplug peaked out at him from behind her panty string. He had no time to admire it as the gusset of her panties came into view. They were pulled tight against her pussy, molded to the outline of her lips and soaked with her juices.

Caleb paid no attention to his classmates as that huge ass once again ground itself along his shaft. His cock felt like a hotdog sliding through a firm bun. She leaned back pressing herself against his chest. Her breath came in quick pants as she begged, "Please Your Holiness, breed me. Breed me and make me a mother again. Slide your blessed cock in my hot horny pussy and plant your seed deep in my womb."

Caleb held her hips and guided her ass up and down his shaft. It wasn't as good as a titty fuck from Kathy, but it felt damn good none the less. Monata's ass was firmer than any set of tits he ever touched, and she clenched her ass cheeks around him tighter than any set of tits he had ever had.

His heartbeat pounded in his ears. He wanted her, and she was begging for it. "Put me in you. " was all he said. She stood and bent over, once again putting her ass inches from his face. She reached back and pulled her g-string to the side. Her other hand grabbed his cock from between her legs and she guided him into her slit as she sat back down on him.

Her pussy was hot. To Caleb it felt like he was sliding into a furnace. He grinned as the pleasurable sensation of a woman being stretched on his cock flowed through him. He didn't stretch her much, but Caleb loved it anyway. Being a priestess she likely had been with other Stretcher Kings, and Caleb reveled in the knowledge that he must have a bigger dick than at least one of them.

Once her ass cheeks settled on his lap she sighed as if she were settling into a nice hot bath after a long day of work. She placed her hands on her knees and leaned forward. Then she began to twerk.

Caleb knew if his cock could talk it would demand this treatment daily. It felt amazing and looked even better. Monata's ass cheeks slapped against his belly and lap as they bounced up and down like a jiggly set of tits. He reached out to caress them but without thinking she smacked his hands away and continued to twerk this way and that. Each time she came back down she hammered his pole at a slightly different angle.

Caleb chuckled as some intrepid student began to play music on their phone. Monata matched the beat perfectly as if she had trained for it. A lightbulb went on in his head as Caleb realized that she probably had. Sonia spent an hour or two each day training his harem in various sexual techniques. She mainly focused on tricks they could do with their mouths and pussies. He made a mental note to have her expand their training to include twerking.

Caleb leaned back in his seat as the rhythmic way Monata fucked herself on his cock continued. She sped up as the music did, carrying him away on a wave of pleasure that was almost hypnotic. The sight of her princess plug acted like a pendulum, enhancing the hypnotic effect. Her ass cheeks bouncing was a visual masterpiece that lulled him even as his cock blasted it's joy through his body. The music reached a crescendo, her ass hammering his cock faster and faster. When the music peaked and before he even knew it was happening, he was filling her womb with his seed.

Monata clenched her eyes shut as his hot cum blasted against her cervix. Her ovaries quivered as they each released an egg into her fallopian tubes. This was not her first time being bred by a Stretcher King, but the orgasm attacking her body was far more powerful than any she ever experienced. Her heart pounded as she strained to continue fucking herself on his shaft, her pussy milking every last drop out of him.

With a gasp she sucked in a breath of air, not realizing she had been holding it through that final orgasm. Exhausted she leaned her sweaty body back against him, panting after her exertion, his cock fully embedded in her gooey snatch. "Thank you, Your Holiness. That was amazing. I've never cum so hard in my life."

If she hadn't told him he never would have known. He had no idea when she orgasmed because she never once broke her rhythm. As she stood and his cock slid out of her snatch he saw her belly slightly distended. Her womb had sucked every single drop of his cum inside.

His classmates began to clap, which made Caleb quite self-conscious. He had barely done anything, yet his fellow students were acting as if he had just scored a game winning touchdown. He noted more than one were on their phones, no doubt posting their videos and pictures of the event. He was beginning to dread going on his social media and seeing the flood of people, mostly women, commenting on his performances.

As Monata redressed she thought about the report she would soon have to make. The reports on the Stretcher King did not properly prepare her for the pleasure he would give her. She began to orgasm almost immediately after taking him inside, and it continued until after he filled her. Even now she felt the aftershocks of tiny orgasms bursting in her now very lonely and empty pussy. Either the reports were inaccurately underestimating his divine blessings, or he was growing more powerful as he gained experience.

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